“I thought you weren’t attracted to me!”“I wasn’t,” he agreed. His response was almost automatic and the tone of his voice was leveled, meaning he didn’t even think twice about what he said and I didn’t know why I wanted to hit him in the face at the moment.I cast my disappointment aside and tried to keep a straight face. I’d deal with my feelings later. Right now, he cannot suspect that I was feeling even a little bit fond of him!“Then why would you even suggest a kiss as a punishment to get even with me when I hit you?” I asked, keeping my voice as cool as possible.Nick shrugged. “You said I’m Nicholas Atkins and according to you, I’m interested in every girl I meet. And you just called yourself a girl. I mean, you’re unlike any of the girls I’ve dated before. I usually go for tall, curvy babes with long legs and supermodel looks. The chances of us ever getting together are from nil to maximum five percent. Kissing was probably the worst thing that we could do with each other. I
I put the cash back in the wallet and then I handed it to Brett.“What?”“I don’t want his money,” I said. “Return it to him with all the cards. Even that Louis Vuitton wallet was a gift from him. I don’t want it.”“Dude?”“Do it, Brett. Or take the money and put it to good use. Either way, tell him what you did. I want him to know I didn’t take any cash from him. He no longer has a kid. I no longer have a father.”Brett stared at me for a long moment. I could see frustration in his eyes and then some sadness. I could tell that his heart was breaking for me.I gave him a reassuring smile. “I’m okay, Brett. I’m Ken Clarke!” I wanted to convince myself about the same thing.Brett heaved a sigh. “How are you going to support yourself?”“I have saved a little money.”“Isabella’s life insurance? I thought you were saving that for after college, to put up your own practice.”“I’m not even sure I’ll be practicing this profession, Brett,” I told him honestly. “I did it for Jen. But now, she’s
I tried my best to stay out of Nick’s hair. I locked myself up in the room so I would not have to see him or talk to him. I didn’t want to keep on frowning at him, or make it so obvious that I was ignoring him. He didn’t deserve that. It was not his fault that I’ve never been attracted to a guy before.I was raised unconventionally. Growing up with two lesbian parents, I never knew what it was like to explore being a girl. I loved my parents so much and I have always idolized them. Their relationship was something I found to be ideal, thus, I never thought about exploring what it was like to date a guy. It never even crossed my mind.My father was the reason why I have major trust issues with a guy. Brett had always treated me like a boy. So did his friends. I have always believed that I would never put my trust in a guy. I would never fall in love with one. The only guy who challenged these beliefs was Nicholas. And he was not even aware he was doing it.He didn’t say anything. In fa
Kiss him?! Excuse me? Kisses are overrated, remember?I pulled myself back from the trance I was in and let out the breath that I didn’t know I was holding in. I took a step away from Nicholas and shook myself back to reality.Nicholas frowned and before I could say another word, he said, “I’ll see you after your show.” Then he walked away. I went back on stage wondering what the heck just went on between Nick and me. How come being close to him made my heart beat faster? Why didn’t I feel the need to breathe as long as I was staring into his eyes? There was nothing about kissing that I found enticing but suddenly, I wondered what it would feel like to kiss him.“Hello!” Bailey’s booming voice startled me. He was looking at me sternly, and I realized that he called a girl from the audience, and I was supposed to give a drum roll of some sort but I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I lost my cue. Though Bailey was speaking to the girl, I knew the dagger-like looks were for me. The
She had curly, platinum blonde hair and she was wearing a tiny skirt and a blouse that revealed her flat abdomen. Her skin was tanned, as though she spent regular hours under those sun tanning capsules.She touched his arm and gently pulled him to her. Nick responded by touching her chin and whispering something to her, which made her laugh giddily. The sight made me want to puke in disgust. I felt as if the knot in my stomach tightened painfully and I felt the urge to run to Nick and punch all his teeth down his throat.You filthy womanizer, you fucking idiot! But of course, I could only scream at him inside my head. Nicholas had every right to do what he does best: pick up easy girls dressed like bitches in heat!“So, how does this work?” Brett asked. “Are you going to stand by his car and wait for him to finish with that girl, or is the girl going home with both of you?”“I am not sure. I guess we’ll find out,” I replied.“You can always catch a ride with us. If you have his house
“Atkins didn’t look too happy,” Brett said.“Don’t care!” I muttered.“Sure you don’t,” Brett said, giving me a knowing look through the rearview mirror. I rolled my eyes at him. “Now, explain yourself. You called my girlfriend a disappointment.”My face immediately turned redder than it already was. “No, no! It wasn’t you. I was lost in my thoughts. I was disappointed with the turn of events. That was what I was thinking about.”“Nicholas Atkins flirting with that blonde,” Brett said.“No! Of course not!” I said. I sounded a little too defensive.Terry turned to stare at me as if she was seeing me for the first time. “Ken Clarke, what is going on?”“Nothing. I just gave Nicholas Atkins a chance to get laid.”“He didn’t look as though he wanted to get laid. He looked as if the girl of his dreams just walked away from his life,” Terry said.I raised a brow at her. “You a romance writer or something?” I asked sarcastically.To my surprise, she giggled. “Actually I am. I have two publish
I went to bed half past three in the morning after two glasses of whiskey, thinking that would make me tipsy enough to give me a good night’s sleep. But after an hour in bed, my dreams turned into nightmares. Nothing changed much. I still go back to that night. The man and my father visited me in my dreams again. As usual, I was waiting for Nicholas to save me. But tonight, he never appeared. As if he’d forgotten to save me, or perhaps, he’d given up. I bolted up from bed, wide awake. Tears were streaming down my face and I was shaking in fear. I was quick to reach out to the space beside me, hoping to be in the comfort of the arms that rescued me that night, and each night afterward. But all I felt was the cold and empty sheets over the soft, unoccupied mattress. I hugged my legs to my chest, resting my head on my knees. I realized that this was the stupidest thing I’ve done all week. I should have known that I wasn’t ready yet. Because of my stupid pride, I have forgotten that my w
“You don’t have to say it. I don’t think you have admitted it to yourself yet. But you know you do. You like him. And it’s okay. Almost all of us who went to school with him fancied ourselves in love with Nick at least once in our lives. We were a few years younger than him. He was the most popular boy in school then. He was the hottest and the smartest too. Every girl in school wanted him.“He was charged with destruction of public property. That wall by the beach was old—and too white! They painted a mural on it overnight. It was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. Going to juvie didn’t make Nick less popular with the girls. Actually, it made them want him even more. And to think, he covered up for all his friends? Admirable.“Up to this day, nobody knew who vandalized that wall with Nick. He didn’t tell a soul who worked with him even when the police offered him a deal to let him off completely. My family will forever thank Nick for that.”“Why?”Terry smiled thoughtfully. “Because o